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Showing posts with label would you rather.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label would you rather.. Show all posts

2/21/11

would you rather? {no.5}

time for another would you rather. these are fun, aren't they?
would you rather have to walk everywhere you went (including on vacations. if you want to go to the bahamas, you have to walk there. and good luck with that because its an island. . .) OR be able to drive but before you can go anywhere, have to walk around your block 27 times (it does not matter where you're going or the circumstances you are under. your kid is sick and needs to be picked up from school? walk around the block 27 times. you're in labor and need to go to the hospital? walk around the block 27 times. you won a car and have to be to the dealership in 10 minutes? walk around the block 27 times.)?

do tell.

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2/7/11

would you rather? {no. 4}

in regards to last week's would you rather, i would rather be a part of an arranged marriage rather than live alone for the rest of my life. like most of you, i'm sure i could learn to love whoever it was that i was arranged to marry. if not, well, then, i guess i'd just be in an unhappy marriage for the rest of forever unless he somehow tragically died in his sleep or something *clears throat inconspicuously* moving on!
time for this week's
and this one was submitted by bridget from tales of me and the husband (really cute blog. you should check it out.)
she wants to know:

would you rather have a loud fart EVERY step you took
or
have nose hair that never stopped growing?

yes you can trim/tweeze the nosties, but no laser hair removal. sorry.

(wanna view past would you rathers? just click here.)

1/31/11

would you rather? {no. 3}

(if you've missed past would you rathers, you can participate in them here.)

i love seeing people's answers and reasoning on these. last week most of you said you'd sing everything you say rather than  have garlic breath for the rest of your life, and i agree. i already wish life was a musical, so it would be the icing on the cake for me!
now for this week's:
have an arranged marriage (no divorces or annulments allowed), or live alone for the rest of your life (never falling in love, no dating or boyfriends/girlfriends)?
(hypothetically speaking you are single right now.)

p.s. i've decided to start accepting 'would you rather' ideas. if you have one you want posted, leave it in the comments section or e-mail me (sparrow.child{@}hotmail{.}com) and i'll circulate it in!
and
check out busy bee lauren's super awesome give away. no i'm not kididng, its super awesome.

1/23/11

would you rather? {no. 2}

its time for another round of:
i loved reading all your answers.
every single one of you said you'd rather have no feet than no hands.
and i agree. while i love to dance and be able to walk and such, i do so much more with my hands then i do with my feet. therefore, i'd have to go with no feet. (plus, if you're in a wheel chair and you happen to go to disneyland, you get to cut in all the lines. that's an added plus.)

so this week, i want to know,
would you rather have garlic breath for the rest of your life (you can brush as often as you want, suck on as many mints as you can stomach, and do mouthwash all day, but the garlic breath isn't going anywhere!)
or, would you rather have to sing everything you said? (and no, if you don't have a good singing voice, you can't pretend that you do. the voice you have is the voice you'd have if you had to sing everything. this is real life people... hypothetically speaking...)

readyyyy go!

1/17/11

would you rather? {no. 1}

a friend of mine started a would you rather game on her blog and i thought i sounded like a fun idea, so i thought i'd start one here!
who doesn't love a little would you rather every now and then?

so, i wanna know,
have no feet? or no hands?
you do not have the option of prosthesis on either accounts and there are no exceptions or cutting corners.
its cut and dry.
no feet? or no hands?


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